I awoke into a dream of dreams
One I knew had come alive
All around was growth and charm
Birds so loudly sang
Carefully the trip was planned
Organized and laid aside
Commencing a new way of life
One amidst the land
Category: nature
Bird Sounds (day 2876)
Cry for me
Dear sweet bird
For your sounds
So delightful
Enchant me
A world amongst the trees
Wildness and freedom too
Layers of the forest
Echoing back to me
A world
I dare to dream.
A New Day (day 2875)
There awoke the beast
Ruffled and grizzled
Spiked and grumpy
Lost and disoriented
Stretching a big stretch
Muttering to himself
And slowly forming thoughts
To lead the day away
That will not pause for a beast
Entering a new day
Rock Picking (day 2873)
We scowered fresh cut grass
For uncovered rocks to pick
Hidden boulders ‘midst the ruff
Half sunken in disguise
Some so deep, so gargantuan
More than 5/6 buried hard
That one must scratch and dig
To get a good firm hold
And then with all one’s greatest might
Pull and pull some more
So that at last
A fissure developes
Besides the edge of rock
Back and forth some more one grinds
Loosening up the stubborn stone
Until at last, triumphantly
Emergent from the ground!
Backwards Memory (day 2872)
I awoke into a dream
That had me backwards memory
Two and two made half is 1
Double meant I’d run
Crossed my fingers
And crossed the bridge
Danced a jig to celebrate
With a bear who spoke my name
While two wise men
Who carried a bag
Came up to me to say
“God, young son,
Will find your way
If you close your eyes and stay.”
So off I went
In the heart of lent
Dancing bear no more
A river bent
My onward path
So I swam into the middle
Where I found my enemy
A rock, so heavy
Floated off the levy
And made it home in time
To dine.
Daisy (day 2871)
Inside the daisy
There spoke a new world
That lazily
Awoke embers
Alive sang their song
Alert their dancing legs
Two hold hands
And remembering distant lands
Two suns were their orbit
Sun One and Sun Two
Yellow golden hue
Inside the daisy
Every Day (day 2870)
Tonight’s sunset
Reminded me
How little time I have
To remind you
Every day
Is how I want to be
With you
End/Begin (day 2866)
Compression is an alibi;
Dense earth puddling
And flowers suffering
For there is no space to grow
Until Worm makes its way
Casting its gold
Into trueness of soil
With no damage plan
Becoming the end of the road.
Changes (day 2864)
Fires woke and excited the beast
Roaring in a blaze.
Night curling around dark poles
Eyes intently gazed.
Lips so pure; an Angel descended
Lightly touching down
Afraid of nothing, no need to be
As day broke all around.
Visions of a playful glen
Peaceful animals, babbling stream
Walking with a certain gait
Midsummer’s healthiest dream.
That Was Then (day 2863)
If that was then
Then this is by no means the end,
Two wheels rolling
And clouds so clear
Even birds faintly pass between them.
A dollar is gone.
Was it an even game?
A hand that served up
Delicious things, unnamed.
An engine that roared
As it began.
Lucky is every lost soul traveling on;
Full tank and such sweetness of a radio,
Then by two, sun’s beating in
Escaping for a moment into shade.
Watch Clouds and every bird so clear.
That was then and now is the end.